That's me in front. The little guy with something in his hands. My guess is a balony sandwich. I loved balony sandwiches.
My sister Dee-Dee is behind me with the adorable smile.
Doesn't it look like a scene from the "Little Rascals?"
Here is something I've learned over the years. It is unwise to judge people, because we have no idea what their lives have been like or how much they've suffered or been abused. They may have a painful disability that you can't see or have lost loved ones recently. Maybe they have been made fun of because of their looks, the way they talk, or even the way they walk. They may have no money to go to the laundromat and wash their clothes or even buy soap to wash with.
Don't you wish your friends would always give you the benefit of the doubt when you are the center of some accusation and have fingers pointing at you.
I write these words because I've been at both ends of this spectrum, as the accuser and the accused. I am ashamed because of accusing my friends of things that were only in my paronoid imagination, and I can have empathy for those who have been accused and been made fun of throughout their lives.
This song and video was produced with the afore mentioned thoughts in mind.
